Have you ever met a well known person or person of interest during your work

Working on a Yates bar in Iford 1999.

I was telling the mainly Northern work force about the plastic Cockneys. And that most Eastenders claim to have known the Kray brothers....
This was in the Weatherspoons opposite.

One of the lads from Blackpool had the crowd stunned by claiming he knew Keith Harris......... and his bird.....
 
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Edward Heath when he was P.M
Joan Armatrading and Boy George, guests of the record producer who used to live next door ( both delightful);
In the same boozer on the Newcastle Quayside as Mark Knopfler and Jimmy Nail ( Sting was there too but I didn’t recognise him);
Keith Floyd ( celebrity chef, in his opinion) in a Novotel in Clermont Ferrand.....very drunk, very loud, very obnoxious - ashamed he was British :(
Guy Martin in the back of an oily Transit ( IOM bike races, he was riding for Tyco Suzuki then ) absolutely nuts but as friendly as could be.
John :)
 
I've just recalled another "celeb" meeting many years ago. Me and a mate spotted Suzy Perry coming out of the ladies at Goodwood FOS. "Are you Suzy Perry" my mate asked? "Yes I am" she replied with a big smile on her face. "Oh" says my mate. "Have you just had a sh!# in there?". She stormed off.
 
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I've just recalled another "celeb" meeting many years ago. Me and a mate spotted Suzy Perry coming out of the ladies at Goodwood FOS. "Are you Suzy Perry" my mate asked? "Yes I am" she replied with a big smile on her face. "Oh" says my mate. "Have you just had a sh!# in there?". She stormed off.


You remind me of a time. I was in Chicagos.

Katie price was in there, more known as Jorden at the time. She was in the news alot. At this time she was going out with Ace the gladiator.

My mate told me he see her in Magalufe the week before...

As I was walking into the toilet she was walking out. I asked her was she in magaluf last week. Flicking her hair with a smile of being recognised she's said yes.

I said thought I recognised you...... Fúck off was her reply. :ROFLMAO:
 
When my decorating business was up & running good time I stupidly took on a contract working with the shopfitters for the new chain of 'Next' fashion stores. I had the whole south of England & at the rate they were opening stores I can't remember sleeping well for 2yrs+.

I got a phone call telling me that the store in Poole was running behind & I should get my arse down there to sort it or kiss bye bye to any £money . . .

And there I met George Davies. There are many legends surrounding George & no one who has met him doesn't have a story.

With the job finished 'just' on time & the store open, George treated the shopfitting lads to a meal & **** up in the pub across the road. These lads hadn't slept for 48hrs but this was free food & FREE beer . . . .

When we walked in the pub my heart hit the floor, there was gang of 10 or so military types with shaven heads, mean stares & bodies ripped like Garth, it became evident from the banter thrown at us that they'd been in there for at least 2 days. I thought we were going to die, our limbs ripped off & eaten by Her Majesties Royal Marines on R&R.

George loves his squaddies, nowadays he's a big benefactor to several forces charities & not afraid to get stuck in manually. He bought them a round of drinks & put a few hundred £££'s behind the bar for later. Holding his pint in one hand & a double G&T in the other he walked over to the group & promptly necked the whole pint in one gulp. A useful party trick that certainly won the lads over, but as we soon found out, you cannot out drink the Royal Navy :)
 
Apparently Henry the 8th had a forty course meal there ? Or so they say ?? And there was an exciting ( to some ) discovery there ;)

well what was this exciting discovery every one cries :confused: well I am going to tell you :cool:

Aparently in Elizabeth the 1st reign , Sir Walter Raleigh was beheaded , his wife ( widow) was so in love with Walter that she had a special velvet bag made with which to carry his head around in , which she did for the rest of her life

Thats love for you ;)

Well they reckon that they discovered this said bag at the mansion I mentioned , it was getting sent some where for some type investigation / proof

No Walters head was not still in the bag

:cool:
 
The current Mrs. Lard is a HUGE Human League fan & in her teens used to make herself up into a striking 'new romantic' resemblance of the lead singer Phil Oakey.

Dork rides bikes & most of Dorks mates ride bikes, people who ride bikes are amongst the nicest, friendliest, supportive & loyal folk you could ever wish to know. One of Dorks mates is dead keen on a particular classic bike, the Laverda Jota, which at one time for a brief period was just about the bestest thing on two wheels.

Dorks mate knows everyone in the UK who has one of these bikes & they all/most get together a few times a year for a ride out. Dorks mate invited Dork & his missus along for a local get together, local being anyone within a 50'ish ml radius & we set off one sunny afternoon into the Peak District to the rendezvous.

Having previously been briefed about her 'total infatuation', God bless him, as soon as we pulled up he walked towards her singing "don't you want me baby".
 
Katie price was in there, more known as Jorden at the time
Jordan and Peter Andre walked past me......In the north lanes in Brighton, just after they came out of the jungle.

I was surprised she is quite petite....also she was a very artificial orange colour.
 
Jordan and Peter Andre walked past me......In the north lanes in Brighton, just after they came out of the jungle.

On a Road off the front Chris Eubank drove past in his truck cab on a warm Saturday night. Only a small road
 
All my celebrity encounters are coming back to me.

I met Ant and Dec (they were PJ and Duncan at the time) in the Business Class lounge in Singapore airport. Lots of young girls hanging around outside and it sounded like 100 mice being fried when they walked out of the lounge. I just hope they weren't all the on same flight as the boys.

I met Usain Bolt in Geneva airport. I asked a random stranger to take a photo of us on my phone but the knob just took a selfie, handed my phone back and walked off.

I encountered Chris Eubank whilst waiting at Haywards Heath train station. A train rolled in and there he was, sitting on the train in his finest tweeds and monacle. For some reason, I decided to give him the dickhead sign just as the train was about to pull away. He took offence but didn't quite make it to the door in time before a) the train started pulling away and b) I started retreating.
 
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